The Gift of Knowing

I received an incredible gift in the mail.

Shannon, our online friend who is a prison chaplain and all around extraordinary woman, crocheted and gave me a beautiful prayer shawl.

I was speechless--a rarity--when I opened it.

The shawl--the touchable, tangible part of the gift is beautiful all by itself.

The intangible part--the making, the giving, the knowing--is what stole my words.

Shannon knew that I needed something for me. Something quiet and private. Something which makes a place that will be familiar in a changing life, comforting, mine where I can take my thoughts, worries, resentments, celebrations and thanks.

The gift is that she knew and she did something with that knowing.